Luna Moon

At The Hands Of Lust - Poem by Luna Moon

Pressed up against my body, Skin hot yet cool under yours.Breath uncontrolled, Lips tasting, and craving, and wanting me-I'm mad.I'm completely insane.Push and pulled and swallowed by you, It's the consmmation of me, My death.So this is how I will leave the world! I never thought I'd die at the hands of lust...To think my worst sin had been envy.